ok possession of his staff of love-capping and uncapping its large
ruby head.

"This is too beautiful," said Horace, burying his head between her
breasts. "I can contain myself no longer. Come dearest, let us perform
the last act of love--I must embrace you. You see how eager my member
is to enter your delicious con."

"I assure you my slit is not less eager to receive it. Dear Horace, I
burn for you--come, my dear angel--come! Embrace me. Bury this
delicious instrument into the deepest recesses of my vagina. Do not
spare me--push it in to the very hilt, make your testicles knock
against my bottom. Come, darling, into me quick. See--I open the
portals for you--there--now you have a fair mark--come darling--come!"

While she was thus speaking, she half reclined herself on the sofa and
opened her thighs to the widest extent. He then divided the lips of her
salacious con with a finger of each hand and revealed the interior of
that ruby grotto. Horace rushed between her thighs, and passing one arm
around her neck, brought his instrument to the entrance of her slit.
Olivia placed one of her feet on a table, standing close by the sofa,
thus stretching her thighs as widely apart as possible. In another
moment he was plunged to the very hilt in her body.

"There, dear girl, you have it now," said Horace--when his instrument
was clasped by the lips of her coral sheath. "Oh, how deliciously warm
your vagina is! Oh, how tightly your lovely con clasps my penis, and
your delicious belly, how soft it is! Your charming bubbies too, how
delightfully they beat against my chest! Stay, I must suck the nectar
from those rosy lips once more." He continued bending forward and took
one of the strawberry nipples in his mouth, at the same time continuing
his energetic thrusts. "There, how heavenly! how delicious! how
exquisite!"

"It is too much, darling!" returned Olivia, throwing her legs around
his loins. "Closer-closer still. Look in the mirror and see how
deliciously your penis fills my vagina. Stay, let me raise my thighs a
little, you will see it better then. There, now you see it. How
lusciously it enters in and out of the coral cavity--now--I can see its
ruby head--now it is lost in the hair covering my mount," (his strokes
quickened) "Oh! Oh! I can stand no more," she continued, wiggling her
buttocks. "Dear love, I spend--I come--I come!--Oh! Oh--."

"I too am coming--there, dear Olivia--come! come!"

During this scene their m